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| "Mom doesn't let me do this when she's home!" |
Night number two sleeping with the cone was more successful than the first. Both Taylor and I got a bit more sleep - sill ups and downs but better. I did skip yoga again this morning... sleeping was just more important. I'll make up for it next week!
Our typical routine started the day - in addition to a list of instructions for Jim to follow this morning. I'm not sure he was really listening, he kept giving me the look of crazy pet mom... all he really needs to worry about feeding the boys so we should be ok.
Taylor is learning more every day how to work his cone... he escaped from the barricades we had in the loft this morning... sat at the bottom of the stairs where I found him (he's still not allowed to go up and down our main stairs) looking with such pride. He did it! Although I'm happy he is feeling great, he needs to understand he still needs to heal. How do you explain that to a 30 pound ball of fur and love? So instead, I smile at his silly cone expression, carry him back and remind him he better behave. Not much of a threat.
Well, today will definitely be an boy's day adventure and I'm probably better off not knowing what's going on until I get home.

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